Fernando Botarelli

“If the river were whiskey and I was a diving duck . . .”
― Walter Mosley, The Long Fall

“The good news is that racist and antiracist are not fixed identities. We can be a racist one minute and an antiracist the next. What we say about race, what we do about race, in each moment, determines what -- not who -- we are.”
― Ibram X. Kendi, How to Be an Antiracist

“A New Theory of Biology,” was the title of the paper which Mustapha Mond had just finished reading. He sat for some time, meditatively frowning, then picked up his pen and wrote across the title-page: “The author’s mathematical treatment of the conception of purpose is novel and highly ingenious, but heretical and, so far as the present social order is concerned, dangerous and potentially subversive. Not to be published.” He underlined the words. “The author will be kept under supervision. His transference to the Marine Biological Station of St. Helena may become necessary.” A pity, he thought, as he signed his name. It was a masterly piece of work. But once you began admitting explanations in terms of purpose—well, you didn’t know what the result might be. It was the sort of idea that might easily decondition the more unsettled minds among the higher castes—make them lose their faith in happiness as the Sovereign Good and take to believing, instead, that the goal was somewhere beyond, somewhere outside the present human sphere; that the purpose of life was not the maintenance of well-being, but some intensification and refining of consciousness, some enlargement of knowledge. Which was, the Controller reflected, quite possibly true. But not, in the present circumstance, admissible.”
― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

“Catão, que não teve estátua no Capitólio. Vinham os estrangeiros a Roma, viam as estátuas daqueles varões famosos, e perguntavam pela de Catão. Esta pergunta era a maior estátua de todas. Aos outros pôs-lhes estátua o senado, a Catão o mundo.”
― António Vieira, Os Sermões do Padre António Vieira